Thanks again for reviewing. But I would like more review because a whole 13
does not give me a lot of confidence. But oh well. Anyway, I know my
chapters are short, but don't worry because I expect to have a lot of
chapters. But I NEED HELP!!! You are the people reading this story, so give
me ideas of what you want to see. I don't care how stupid either. You want
a purple flying penguin in the story, I'll put it in the damn story. I
completely serious! I don't know what to write about because I would
probably just make all these characters get too completely trashed to care
about Voldemort(He will be in this story). So a little help here, because I
really don't see Hermione getting all spun out on coke and trying to do her
homework at the same time, do you? Anyway, ideas are much appreciated.
Thanks again for reviewing. Oh yeah, I would like to thank
DracoHermioneLuver for repeatedly reviewing my story and showing me her
support. Because it is well needed. Thanks you, and please review.
Chapter six: Maybe, maybe not
Hermione walked out the great hall looking for Draco. "Where the hell is he?" She spoke out loud to herself when she couldn't easily find him. She started walking down the gloomy dungeon stairs knowing they both had potions for their first class.
"What do you want Granger?" Draco hissed coming out from beneath the shadows.
"Whoever said I wanted anything Malfoy." Hermione spoke with a bitter tone. "Certainly not I."
Malfoy closed the space between in three long strides. "You had to tell Wonder boy and his Weasel sidekick didn't you?" He said taking one step back to give only an inch of space between them.
"Why should it matter, I told them it was my fault." Hermione said turning a deep shade of red. "I mean I only saw, you know, because I took your towel away."
"I did get to see quite a lot myself I guess." Malfoy said feeling his anger slowly drift aside.
"You didn't have to look you know." Hermione said, her embarrassment turning almost into full rage. "What the hell is wrong with you? You can at least be modest sometimes. But no, you have to be an ass. I can already guess what you 're thinking." She said taking a breath. "'Poor little Granger, no money, no blood, and on top she's ugly.' Well, fuck you ferret. Why can't you just be nice for one god damn second?"
Draco closed off that inch between them and pressed her body against the wall with his. Hermione stared fighting him to get off her put he quickly had her hands pinned with his above her head. Hermione realized defeat. She looked up into Draco's dark silver eyes and waited for what would happen.
Draco leaned his head closer to Hermione's. Their lips were only millimeters apart from each other.
'Why does she have to be so infuriating?' Malfoy asked himself. 'You never given her a reason to be nice to you.' 'I know, wait what's that smell?' Malfoy realized this tantalizing smell was coming from Hermione. 'Smells like strawberry's and vanilla, don't it?' 'She smell's really good, almost too good.' 'Just shut up and do it.' 'Do what?' 'Kiss her!'
Draco slowly moved forward, 'Is he going to kiss me?' 'Maybe, maybe not.' 'He can't kiss me, this can't be allowed.' 'What are going to do about it?' 'What do you think, stop him.' 'Good luck.'
Draco though kept moving and slowly his lips were instead almost touching her ear. She could feel his breath slowly caress her delicate skin as he spoke in his sexy drawl. "You don't know anything about me."
He again moved his head to look her in the face. He licked his bottom lip, he was going to do it, that much he knew.
"You don't know anything about me either." Hermione said biting her bottom lip in anticipation.
'If she keeps biting that lip, I'm not going to be able to control myself.' Malfoy said inside his head as he was bringing his lips to hers. He could she her eyes slowly closing along with his. He knew it, he was going to do it.
Chapter six: Maybe, maybe not
Hermione walked out the great hall looking for Draco. "Where the hell is he?" She spoke out loud to herself when she couldn't easily find him. She started walking down the gloomy dungeon stairs knowing they both had potions for their first class.
"What do you want Granger?" Draco hissed coming out from beneath the shadows.
"Whoever said I wanted anything Malfoy." Hermione spoke with a bitter tone. "Certainly not I."
Malfoy closed the space between in three long strides. "You had to tell Wonder boy and his Weasel sidekick didn't you?" He said taking one step back to give only an inch of space between them.
"Why should it matter, I told them it was my fault." Hermione said turning a deep shade of red. "I mean I only saw, you know, because I took your towel away."
"I did get to see quite a lot myself I guess." Malfoy said feeling his anger slowly drift aside.
"You didn't have to look you know." Hermione said, her embarrassment turning almost into full rage. "What the hell is wrong with you? You can at least be modest sometimes. But no, you have to be an ass. I can already guess what you 're thinking." She said taking a breath. "'Poor little Granger, no money, no blood, and on top she's ugly.' Well, fuck you ferret. Why can't you just be nice for one god damn second?"
Draco closed off that inch between them and pressed her body against the wall with his. Hermione stared fighting him to get off her put he quickly had her hands pinned with his above her head. Hermione realized defeat. She looked up into Draco's dark silver eyes and waited for what would happen.
Draco leaned his head closer to Hermione's. Their lips were only millimeters apart from each other.
'Why does she have to be so infuriating?' Malfoy asked himself. 'You never given her a reason to be nice to you.' 'I know, wait what's that smell?' Malfoy realized this tantalizing smell was coming from Hermione. 'Smells like strawberry's and vanilla, don't it?' 'She smell's really good, almost too good.' 'Just shut up and do it.' 'Do what?' 'Kiss her!'
Draco slowly moved forward, 'Is he going to kiss me?' 'Maybe, maybe not.' 'He can't kiss me, this can't be allowed.' 'What are going to do about it?' 'What do you think, stop him.' 'Good luck.'
Draco though kept moving and slowly his lips were instead almost touching her ear. She could feel his breath slowly caress her delicate skin as he spoke in his sexy drawl. "You don't know anything about me."
He again moved his head to look her in the face. He licked his bottom lip, he was going to do it, that much he knew.
"You don't know anything about me either." Hermione said biting her bottom lip in anticipation.
'If she keeps biting that lip, I'm not going to be able to control myself.' Malfoy said inside his head as he was bringing his lips to hers. He could she her eyes slowly closing along with his. He knew it, he was going to do it.